#heteno village

[adrift-in-thyme]

This a prompt idea but got 2 paths it could take or just make it 2 sperated prompts.

After wild totk adventure it took 6months or longer a Portal shows up either for the chain to show up there or takes wild to them. If portal take wild to chain they could be in middle of a big fight of monsters and wild shows up and taking out monsters. When battle over twilight the first to recognize wild by his scent hugs and potions go around and they sit up camp and take a out what been going on with shadow and wild new adventure over one of wilds dinner they sorely missed. Now if the portal take the chain to his world they wander around abit trying to find stable or a village mostly heteno where they know that's where link house is so they can try to find wild. While walking on the path to somewhere one of those stone talus with the bokoblins camps on it shows up and some strange contraption fighting it with someone on top of it they can tell who it is yet. The chain joins in fighting the talus and bokoblins after the fight things clam down and the person jumps off the top of the contraption standing stun for a minute not believing his eyes and the chain standing there confused for a minute trying to figure out where they know him from. Twilight broke the slient saying wild name breaking them out of there slients and chain dog piles on wild with hugs after all that's done they past out potions for healing and wild calls on his horse and carriage so they can go to hetano to link house to catch up on the shadow and can talk about wild new adventure.

Thanks for the prompts! <33 I took the “Chain travels to Wild’s Hyrule” route. I hope you enjoy it!

Fic beneath the cut (also on Ao3).

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR TEARS OF THE KINGDOM

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A parting has always been inevitable.

Twilight has known that from the start. Fate brought him and his companions together—well, fate and the machinations of the Shadow—and fate will someday separate them again. He just didn’t think it would happen so quickly. Or last quite so long.

It’s been six months since the day Wild hugged him goodbye. 

It was supposed to be a simple mission, merely a bit of investigating into the mysteries of Hyrule Castle. Flora had wanted to unlock the secrets of her kingdom with her loyal knight by her side, and Wild had been more than happy to venture into the unknown with her. 

“I’ll be back so soon you won’t even know I was gone,” he had assured him with that familiar, dirt-eating grin. And then with a wave, he had stepped up to Flora’s side, and in a shimmer of blue, they’d been gone.

But Twilight had known his absence, felt it in every bone in his body. Even now he hears his cub’s footsteps or his laughter; sees a flash of long, blonde hair or blue eyes that sparkle with mirth. Even now he waits for the sound of inevitable chaos that follows the champion wherever he goes.

He never thought he would miss that. 

(He never thought he would miss him this much at all. He thought he would be prepared, he thought he would be brave enough to face this. After all, he has coped with untimely partings before. Somehow, past experience doesn’t make this any easier.) 

Six months and not a single sign that he’s even alive. 

Something must have gone wrong. That’s the only explanation Twilight can come up with. No one can say what horrors lie beneath the castle, no one can guess whether or not a mission will go smoothly. The life of a hero is to expect the unexpected. 

Though Twilight knows Wild has had that truth ingrained in him from the start, he also knows that doesn’t make him invincible. Neither does the strength and courage he has seen him display, nor his skill with the blade.

Wild is more than capable. But if something went drastically awry, well…even heroes can bleed. 

Even heroes can die.

There’s little time to fret, however, and even less to entertain visions of his cub, broken and bleeding. (Save for in the dark of the night when there is nothing except the hoots of owls and howls of wolves to keep him and his dreary thoughts company.)

The Shadow has doubled down on his attacks and it’s all the heroes can do to fend them off. 

And then, at the end of a particularly difficult battle, a portal appears.

“Oh, wonderful, another portal!” Warriors exclaims with fake joviality. He grins as he wipes at the stream of blood dribbling down his chin. “This should be fun.”

While Twilight is inclined to agree with the sarcastic sentiment (goddesses know he’s more than a little tired of walking through these things by now), he also can’t deny the spark of hope that ignites within him at the sight. Maybe, just maybe, this one will take them to Wild’s Hyrule.

He’s not the only one thinking that either, he can tell. Tension hangs heavy around the group as they walk through, hushed hope mingling with the usual discomfort of traveling through time and space. 

But when they step out into the dazzling sunlight the weight of their apprehension is shattered.

Rising before them are the unmistakable forms of the Dueling Peaks, silhouetted against the rising sun. Twilight gazes up at them, a small smile lifting his lips. 

Well, I’ll be. We’re actually here.

It doesn’t look much like it did the last time they were portaled there, however. Large chunks of what look like ruins plummet out of the sky, streams of turquoise trailing in their wake. And when Twilight cranes his neck he can see their sources — hundreds of islands suspended in the heavens. 

He frowns, that old worry spiking anew. Those were definitely not here before. 

“Who dumped Skyloft in Wild’s Hyrule?” Legend asks, from beside him. He cranes his neck, peering at the odd shapes with curiosity in his gaze. 

“That isn’t Skyloft,” Sky replies, quietly. “These islands…they look different.”

Wind looks from the sky to his companions, a frown creasing his brow. “So, what happened here?”

“Nothing good, that’s for certain,” Time says, somberly. He gestures toward a spot in the distance where a purple substance oozes from a chasm in the ground. “That looks like Ganondorf’s doing.”

Twilight swallows, clenching and unclenching his hands. Wild has told them of the malice Ganon spread throughout his Hyrule, described the violet strands of pure hatred that had spelled his doom. Could this be that same stuff?

“We should pan out, ask around,” Warriors pipes up. “The people in the nearby villages likely know what caused these changes.” 

Twilight drags his eyes away from the hole to peer at the river winding between the Dueling Peaks. 

“Kakariko is the closest, I think. We can head there first. Then, Hateno next. He has a house there.”

Time nods. “We’ll go to Kakariko, then.” Turning to Twilight, he sets a hand on his shoulder. “Perhaps, they’ll also know the whereabouts of our champion.”

They start off immediately. There’s no need to wait, after all, and Twilight is certain he’s not the only one feeling a sense of urgency. It’s only exacerbated as they travel. Every tale from those they meet along the road tells of trouble. 

Islands appearing in the sky, Hyrule Castle raising from its foundations, chasms opening everywhere throughout the kingdom…and worst of all, a princess and her loyal knight lost to the abyss.

“No one has seen him at all since that day?” Warriors asks a man selling mushrooms.

“No,” he replies with a shrug. “Well, there have been stories, of course, rumors, but I wouldn’t put much stock in those.”

They garner little information in Kakariko either.

“I’m sorry,” says Paya, wringing her hands, “but Link has not visited us since the Upheaval. No one knows where he is…or if he even still lives.”

And so, with worry clawing its way through him, Twilight turns toward Hateno. 

They are still a ways away from their destination when he detects the scent. 

It smells like his cub — woods and rain, soft earth, and fresh new leaves — and he pauses mid-step to peer in the direction it weaves.

“Found something, Twi?” Wind asks, from beside him.

Twilight looks up at him with a slight start. Even now that the wounds the Shadow bestowed are healed and the conversations they spurred long finished, he’s still growing accustomed to his companions knowing his secret. 

He recovers quickly, though, and nods, jerking his nose toward where the trail leads.

Time gestures for him to take the lead. “Then, take us to him.”

Twilight doesn’t have to be told twice. He follows the scent at a jog, stopping every so often to ensure he hasn’t been distracted by the other smells hidden amongst the grass. 

It leads straight to a monster camp.

Twilight stops short as the scent changes direction, abruptly veering upward. It crests a gigantic — and for all appearances living — boulder that stands a short ways away, sporting several platforms of bokoblins. If he squints he can make out a distinctly Hylian form balancing atop it, both hands wrapped around an odd-looking claymore. 

“That’s him, isn’t it?” Legend asks, drily as the person begins pummeling the boulder with a string of repeated spin attacks.

Twilight transforms for a better look. An exasperated grin tugs at his lips as his eyesight clears, revealing a slim figure with a mop of golden blonde hair, dressed in a tunic the same color as the sky. 

“It’s him alright.”

Thank Ordona.

He closes his eyes for a moment, allowing relief to wash over him. And when he opens them once more, his cub is still there, living, whole…and currently in the process of knocking a bokoblin to its death.

“We should help him!” Wind pipes up, already drawing his sword.

“Well, he doesn’t seem to be in need of aid,” Warriors says, smirking. He unsheathes his own weapon with a flourish. “But it certainly wouldn’t hurt to lend a hand.”

The battle is a blur, over before it even really begins. Wild had already been well on his way to defeating the monsters before the heroes had arrived. And it isn’t long at all before the boulder vanishes in a puff of purple smoke, it’s bokoblin riders along with it.

Twilight straightens, brushing off the dust from his trousers, already searching for his cub. 

“Rancher?” Comes a voice he would know anywhere. He turns and sure enough, Wild is there, looking far more haggard than he did from far away (and why does his right hand look so…wrong?), but real and alive. 

“Guys?” His eyes roam over the group, cautious hope within them. “Is-is it really you?”

“It sure is,” Twilight says, already walking forward. He envelopes Wild in a hug and his cub practically melts into him. “We’re here.”

“I can’t believe it,” he chokes, voice muffled by Twilight's pelt. “How…”

“A portal. It appeared and brought us here.”

“We’ve been so worried about you!” Wind exclaims. “It’s been months and we-we didn’t know…”

Twilight holds out a hand to him and the sailor joins the embrace.

“We’ve all missed you, champion,” he murmurs and Wild shudders slightly. He wonders how long it’s been since someone touched him, since someone hugged him.

(He wonders why he is alone once more, why Flora is no longer beside him.)

But there’s no time to ask the countless questions he has. The others are rushing over now to join the embrace. It’s a messy bunch, all limbs and hair and the sound of eight voices vying for attention. 

Twilight closes his eyes and soaks it all in. 

It ends too soon. There are tales to tell, explanations to give (Twilight, in particular, would like to know how his cub lost an entire arm), and the night is coming fast. So, Wild calls his steed.

“I can take you the rest of the way to Hateno,” he says, motioning for the heroes to pile into the cart. “We can spend the night at my house. There’s not much room, but it’s better than sleeping out here, trust me.”

Twilight watches as the others settle in, then turns and puts a hand on the champion’s shoulder.

“It’s really good to have you back, cub.”

Wild grins. The tears he had allowed to fall earlier are now little more than stains on sunburnt cheeks. “It was pretty boring without me, huh?”

Twilight shakes his head with a chuckle. “You wouldn’t believe it.”

Someday, he knows he’ll have to miss that chaos again, and the excitement, the fervor Wild has for life, the joy his presence brings. Someday, he and his cub will go their separate ways. But that day is not today.

For now, he can breathe a sigh of relief knowing a parting is not yet here. So, he sits back, with his eyes on the road ahead, and prepares himself for the crazy tales Wild will soon tell.

[kingyoisland]

Link the Hateno Native

While playing tears of the kingdom. And it would be so funny if like Link was born and raised in Hateno. Because he knows that Hateno everyone in that Village for the past 100 years and beyond will always be a little fucking weird. Like if you were born there. There’ll be a screw loose. But it’s home so even through it all he bought a house their instead of building one literally anywhere else.

But it would also make it funny because Zelda moves in and is like. All excited about ‘we will build a school here. educating the newest generation and finally getting things back to the way it was all those years ago. I’m so excited to educate the people of this town.’ And Link just sits and stares. Not having the heart to tell Zelda that is the worst idea ever. Not because building a school is bad it’s building one in Heteno.

Smart people in Hateno are the minority. Creative people are the majority. So the kids are all menaces. Symin having to ask of an extra teacher in a school with only FIVE FUCKING CHAIRS. Because there is only FIVE FUCKING KIDS in the village. I like to think Link and Symin know that this is the worst place in all of Hyrule to start a school. But they just smile and nod because neither can break it too Zelda

But Zelda being like “ah a future city of scholars this place will be.” Meanwhile the mayor fully believes that plants need to sleep like people do. And no one in this town remembers Link’s name. They just know him as ‘the guy who hangs out with Princess Zelda’ despite the fact he fucking GREW UP, LIVES HERE and SAVED THE WORLD.

Idk I love the thought this town is fucking weird and has weird people and you instantly know weather someone is from central Hyrule or Hateno. Because someone from Hateno would be most likely to have dyed hair and pronouns while believing some of the most insane shit you’ve ever heard.

[regvarde]

That lady might be the evil statue outside of Heteno Village

I really think this lady either possess zelda and is evil or she's good and they do a funky little fusion dance and become one person because this

Plus this

Equals this

[writerofmanyfandoms]

Hey, What About Me?!

Summary: Requested!RevalixReader! Revali gets a little jealous as you spend a lot of your free time in the village with all of the little children. Although he won’t admit it, you could tell something was off.

Pairing: Revali x Reader

Word Count: 890

Warnings: jealousy, fluffy, kind of sad towards the end

Author’s Note: Yay, this is finally out! I was a little nervous to write for Revali, so I really hope I did him justice! Coming up next will be Revali x Zelda, Ramsay Snow smut, Jon Snow, Cassian Andor, and Hux x Jedi!Reader. So excited for these to get posted! Hope you enjoy this story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Zelda or the characters. Also, I do not own this GIF, found on GIPHY

“Y/N Y/N!” They called out, huddling around as Revali landed on the wooden planks. At least five little Rito children were gathering around, hugging you as soon as you let go of Revali’s neck,

“We missed you Y/N!” A little girl said as you ruffled her bright pink feathers. Fortunately for you, you had missed Revali rolling his eyes, and crossing his arms against his chest.

“Aww, I missed you too! Hateno Village just isn’t the same as it is here!” You said with a grin, scooping up the smallest Rito in your arms.

Being a Hylian, there had been several people who judged yours and Revali’s relationship. Most of them were older, but you could still hear the whispers when you two were together. Revali ignored them and told you to pay them no mind. Though it had still bugged you. The other champions were quite open and welcoming, glad to have met someone who could put up with Revali for more than ten minutes. Mipha was the most accepting, seeing as she was in love with a Hylian herself. Of course, the Rito children loved having you around. They thought you were so cool and loved playing with them. Plus you always had amazing stories of Hyrule, and they could sit and listen to you for hours.

“Y/N! Could you please tell us a story?” The small green feathered Rito pleaded in your arms.

You were just about to answer when Revali gave a firm no.

“I’m sorry, Y/N is too busy to concern herself with stories.” He said, grabbing the Rito in your arms, and putting him down.

“Oh nonsense Revali, we weren’t going to do too much. One story couldn’t hurt.” You said, looking at Revali with the eyes that made him melt every single time.

“Oh fine. One short story. I’m not listening to this one though. I don’t want to get bored. I have probably heard this one anyways.” Revali huffed, giving you a small smirk as he walked away.

It didn’t take too long, and you were sitting down, telling the children of how a Moblin almost attacked the village. As you were finishing up your story, you couldn’t help but smile as you saw Revali leaning against one of the wooden frames. His arms were crossed and he looked rather bored, but it still made you happy. If only you knew what Revali was really thinking. As much as he thought it was cute that the children adored you so, he couldn’t help but feel envious. He wanted to be spending the time with you, as clingy as that might have sounded. His days off were few and far in between. After you were done the children scattered off for lunch, enjoying the meal with their families.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You asked, standing up and brushing yourself off. It was always freezing in the village, and Revali would always make sure you were bundled up just right. You walked closer to him, pulling your giant doublet closer to your body.

“Nothing that is important my dear.” He answered, looking over at you.

“Oh come on. I am not an idiot Revali. I could tell something bothered you when I wanted to stay. You aren’t jealous, are you?” You questioned, not being able to hold in the laughter. It was silly to even question it, but Revali’s silence gave it all away. “Hey, come on now. They just think I am interesting because I am different, so they enjoy the stories.”

“I am not jealous. Well, not really. I think it is delightful that the children love being with you, it’s sweet to watch you play with them and tell them stories. However, if you must know, we rarely get to spend too much time together now. The Princess feels as if Calamity Ganon will strike any minute now, so everything needs to be prepared. Daruk was only able to convince her to let us free today so that we can spend what time we may have left with our loved ones.” Revali said, in a tone that made your heart race and your mouth dry.

Before he could say anything else, you had your arms wrapped tightly around him. The thought of losing him made you sick to your stomach, and you couldn’t bear to think of it. It was something that you tried to avoid, but once Revali said it, it seemed so real.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t think of it that way. I should be spending as much time with you as possible. Any day could be our last.” You near sobbed out, which caused Revali to chuckle.

“Hey! I didn’t tell you that so you could go and blubber and worry on me. I’ll always be with you, I promise. Don’t try to kill me off so quickly. Once Ganon sees me, he will probably be running away terrified.” Revali said, making you laugh. ��Let’s enjoy our time together, okay? The last thing you need is to worry yourself to death, Y/N.” He told you, looking into your eyes before holding you close.

“I love you Revali.” You murmured, resting your head on his chest, enjoying the warmth of his body.

“I love you too, Y/N.” He whispered, smoothing out your hair.

[tortilla-of-courage]

To continue elaborating on the chaos of botw link in pre/aoc Hyrule, like everybody now's he is there somewhere and some has seen him enter a store buy a 5 ten bundles of arrows, payed and then walk out.

The only lead that the champions have is basically these story's of him just being a somewhat normal hylian, also purah met him once... He spent the rest of that week hiding and trying to get his sheikah slate back (he succeeded in that task)

Also I like the idea that he kinda acts as a feral child that lived in the wild alone (and when the champions see him) or as a kind mute man that look like he survived an actual war against guardions.

He would also avoid castle town like the plague, like it has people, guards, they are working on restoring guardians, champions, Zelda, himself. Those are the more prominent reasons why he avoids castle town.

Heteno village also gets the same treatment since that is where his past version lives when not on duty and helps his sister. To say botw link got a memory flash back would be under sailing it abit.

I can add more to this but not rn lol.

~the trash child

AUGH avoiding Hateno, where his family is, just to not interfere with his past self... 😭